Mu Yuanqing was nailed to the wall like this. He was covered in blood, which completely dyed his clothes red. The golden clothes turned red, but he didn't feel the pain at all. He just looked at the person in front of him with sad eyes. Man, his red eyes were splitting.
He felt sorry for his brother, and despaired of his own powerlessness.
At first, he would curse angrily, but then he just bit his lip tightly without making any sound, and even controlled himself not to watch this scene.
The person he loves deeply, that arrogant and exiled person, was ruthlessly transformed, possessed, forced by the devil, and showed a posture he had never had before...
It shouldn't be like this, Senior Brother should not endure such torture and humiliation.
But instead of helping him, he made him suffer even more.
After such a long time and such torment, Mu Yuanqing felt that his blood had not dried up, and he suddenly hated why he was a cultivator, why his vitality was so tenacious, and why he was still alive.
Because he was alive, it was just a tool that the devil used to humiliate his brother.
He wants them to live but not die.
Zong Jun covered Ye Ming with his clothes, hugged him horizontally, and made him lean against his arms.
The half-opened placket reveals the marks on the collarbone of the neck...
In Ye Ming's half-closed eyes, there is a look of sadness. He has no resistance... He has no strength or qualifications to resist, because he is just a soul imprisoned in this body... Zong Jun will spare no effort. He was resurrected just to make him suffer.
He was in pain, but the pain was not from the body, but from the heart.
A cold smile appeared on Zong Jun's lips. He lowered his head and gently kissed the blood on Ye Ming's lips. His voice was cold: "I spare his life, are you happy?"
Ye Ming's lips trembled slightly.
Zong Jun looked at his pained appearance, laughed loudly, hugged Ye Ming and rose into the sky, and soon other demon cultivators came over, released the dying Mu Yuanqing from the stone wall, and escorted him back to the demon together. palace.
Ye Ming was lying in Zong Jun's arms like this, as if life was better than death.
[888 finally said: You are too risky today, according to my calculations, Zong Jun may directly kill Mu Yuanqing, then your wishful thinking will be lost.]
[Ye Ming: Hmm... No, I know Zongzong very well. I can see from him that he did everything to resurrect him. He thinks life is more painful, but death is a hundred times worse. And the more I stimulate him like this, he will not He easily killed Mu Yuanqing. I want to let Mu Yuanqing know our identities, and then it is convenient for Mu Yuanqing to help me clean up. After all, he is also a very important assist. This is killing two birds with one stone ^_^]
[888: But you can't be 100% sure, as long as it's not 100%, it's still possible, and even if he didn't kill Mu Yuanqing, Mu Yuanqing would be miserable, right?]
[Ye Ming is serious: A person who cultivates immortals, what does it matter if you endure a little hardship, am I not miserable too?]
[888:…]
[Ye Ming: Two assists have been collected, and now there is only the last one, and the most important one! He is the real knot of our Zongzong! And I don't feel bad about using him at all.]
[888 sneers: Haha.]
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Zong Jun carried Ye Ming back to the magic palace and threw him directly on the bed.
Ye Ming was in constant pain all over his body, his face flushed from being humiliated, but there was a deep suppressed pain in it.
In the previous critical situation, he was stimulated and finally remembered his forgotten memories and recognized Zong Jun's identity, but he soon fell into the pain of losing his mind...
It was only now that he finally had time to look at the person in front of him seriously.
Zong Jun is completely different from before, his appearance and temperament are all different. The gentle and persistent person who silently guarded him has completely disappeared, and is replaced by an evil and cruel cultivator.
But he didn't even have the qualifications to blame, because it was made by himself. It was his sword that killed the person who loved him and resurrected this demon from the abyss.
Everything in the world has a cause and effect.
Zong Jun bent down and pinched Ye Ming's chin, with a cruel smile on his stern face, "You still remember."
Ye Ming's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.
He once imagined that if he could resurrect this person, how to compensate him to make up for his fault, and what should he say... But when he really saw this person, he realized that all his words were in vain.
Saying anything is meaningless.
Zong Jun gently held Ye Ming in his arms and whispered in his ear: "I've been waiting for you to wake up, I've waited for two thousand years, and it's all your fault... You left first, no Wait for me to come back to find you."
His voice seemed to be gentle, but Ye Ming could hear the deep hatred and unwillingness contained in it.
"Do you like the body I made for you? Then you will never be able to leave me again." Zong Jun looked at him with eyes full of paranoid love, "I will protect you and let you live by my side forever, immortal, we will always be together..."
Listening to Zong Jun's words, Ye Ming recalled those long-standing memories.
What did he do to make the person who loves him become what he is now
He would rather not remember all of this, be a marionette with no memory, and accompany Zong Jun with the only remaining broken soul, rather than remembering it... This is the price he deserves to pay.
Ye Ming finally spoke slowly, his voice hoarse: "I'm sorry."
Zong Jun's expression froze, the smile in his eyes disappeared, and cold hatred appeared again, "I said, you don't need to say sorry to me, you will hate me!"
like i hate you!
I don't need your mercy!
Ye Ming stopped talking and closed his eyes.
He couldn't plead for Mu Yuanqing, because that would make Zong Jun anger Mu Yuanqing and torture Mu Yuanqing even more. The only thing he could do was not to say anything. He won't say sorry anymore. He knows this apology in his heart, and Zong Jun has the right not to accept it.
He just felt helpless.
This road to immortality is destined to be bumpy and bumpy. Countless people die and disappear. Anyone under the Dao of Heaven seems so insignificant, and he and Zong Jun are also just pitiful worms who are played under the ruthless Dao of Heaven.
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From that day on, Zong Jun never let Ye Ming out of his bedroom again, but locked him in his own room, tortured every day, looking at his painful expression.
Ye Ming became Zong Jun's ban luan again.
It is widely rumored that the new First Demon Envoy has fallen out of favor. It is said that he was ordered to go out to complete the task, but he failed twice in succession. I guess he was killed.
Everyone was terrified. Han Sha was also beheaded in public by the lord a few days ago. The lord seemed to be in a bad mood and was moody.
When they met Zong Jun, they were twelve times more cautious than before.
The day seemed calm, but in the dark it began to be turbulent.
Mu Yuanqing was a close disciple of Master Yuan Ming, and he was much loved.
Master Yuan Ming has been stagnant for four thousand years, and he is only one step away from stepping out of the avenue, but he has been unable to step out. His deadline is imminent. If he dies, Xuanguang Sect lacks enough masters, and it may be difficult to maintain his current position.
Mu Yuanqing is the most promising person to succeed him, and an existence that the Xuanguang Sect cannot sacrifice.
Therefore, after the news that Mu Yuanqing was taken away by the Demon Venerable came out, the Xuanguang Sect became nervous. The high-level officials held a meeting overnight, joined several other sects, and finally decided to attack the Demon Palace.
It has been a long time since the rise of the Demon Palace, and the shadows have shrouded the head of the righteous sect. There are frictions all the time, but out of a certain balance, there has been no real full-scale war, because the price is too heavy.
But Mu Yuanqing's arrest made other sects completely uneasy. The Demon Venerable was so powerful and unscrupulous. He arrested Mu Yuanqing of Xuanguang Sect today, and it might be their sect's turn next time. If you hold back, you might be smashed by the magic palace.
The magic palace is getting stronger and stronger, which they absolutely do not want to see, and the arrest of Mu Yuanqing also touched the sensitive nerves of the right way.
So they rarely abandoned their intrigue, and secretly gathered experts from various factions, ready to attack the magic palace!
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Zong Jun stayed with Ye Ming every day, and Ye Ming who had recovered his memory made him feel even more revengeful.
He was in the bedroom that day when he suddenly heard a subordinate come in hastily to look for him.
Zong Jun knew that there was nothing important, and those people didn't dare to disturb him, so he opened the door and walked out.
The magic cultivator who was anxiously waiting outside vaguely opened the door and saw a man hanging with his hands in the veils of the house. The sight made his throat tighten, so he quickly lowered his eyes and covered his eyes. With the shock in his heart, the man turned out to be the first demonic Jade Soul. Not only did he not die, but he was even kept by the Honorable Lord!
This was originally a big news, and it was enough for them to talk about it for a long time, but it was not important in the urgent situation at hand, so the magic cultivator didn't even care about observing Ye Ming, and kept saying: "Your lord is not good! The three major sects, Xuanguang Sect, Sky Splitting Sect, and Lishui Sect, joined hundreds of other sects to attack together! We can't stop it at all, and we are about to hit the gate of the magic palace!"
Zong Jun's expression did not change at all when he heard the words, but a cold smile flashed across his eyes, and said lightly: "Really?"
The demon cultivator was stunned, the situation was so critical, why does the Honored Lord seem not surprised at all? Could it be that the Honored Lord already knew about it and already had a countermeasure? This thought made the demon cultivator certain, but he was still very afraid. Today, the righteous path almost came out to destroy them. No matter how strong the Lord is, how can he be able to turn the tide
Zong Jun glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, you go first, I'll be there in a while."
Mo Xiu's heart was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to ask any more, so he could only go backwards and leave.
Zong Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered. Although those righteous paths are cautious enough, do you think such a big action can still hide from him? In fact, Zong Jun didn't want to kill them all and dominate the world. He just wanted to take revenge on Ye Ming, but that didn't mean he was still a good person.
Although he had no interest in specifically attacking those sects, he would kill them if he wanted to snatch treasures, and those who offended him would immediately kill them, and those who didn't look good and hit the muzzle of the gun would not be sympathetic.
Now he is a real monster.
He was too lazy to take the initiative to attack those sects, but if they didn't like him coming to provoke him, he wouldn't mind killing them.
Zong Jun returned to the room, and with a swipe of his finger in the air, the red rope that tied Ye Ming's hands broke, and he fell to the ground weakly. Even if this body was a powerful spiritual weapon, he couldn't bear the daily torture. He couldn't move, his hands and feet didn't seem to be his own, and he opened his lips and let out a painful moan.
Zong Jun smiled slightly, his blue eyes stared at the person on the ground, he walked slowly over to help Ye Ming get dressed, put on a mask for him, then stood up with him in his arms, and said with a smile, "You heard that. Well, the people from Xuanguang Sect are calling."
"It seems that they really care about Mu Yuanqing." Zong Jun said with a playful smile.
The pain and anxiety in Ye Ming's eyes were intertwined. For so long, Mu Yuanqing was trapped in the magic palace, and was thrown into the soul-refining pool by Zong Jun to endure torture, but he was unable to save him.
He not only hoped that his master could successfully rescue Mu Yuanqing, but also did not want to see Zong Jun and his former classmates kill each other.
Zong Jun's fingers brushed the cold silver mask on Ye Ming's face, and stared at him with a gentle and cruel look, "Do you miss them? I'll take you to see if they are okay, and let you see them one last time."
"No..." Ye Ming finally opened his mouth with trembling, and couldn't help begging.
He knew that his plea was only to make Zong Jun feel happy, or to make Zong Jun hate him even more, but he finally could no longer remain indifferent, unable to watch his loved ones die because of him again, or even kill each other.
What is the difference between what he killed himself and those who died indirectly because of him
Zong Jun stared into Ye Ming's eyes. During this time, no matter how he tortured this person, this person was like an empty shell, and it didn't matter how he treated him.
But in fact, you still have something to care about, right? You care about Mu Yuanqing, Master Yuanming, and your former sect.
But why, why don't you care about me
It really makes people want to destroy everything for you, destroy everything you care about, and in the end it's just me, okay
The hatred in Zong Jun's eyes became more intense.
He hugged Ye Ming and walked out.
The magic palace has already started a big battle, and the sound of fighting outside is terrifying. The magic cultivator and the Taoist cultivator are fighting each other desperately. Every second, the monks are falling, which is extremely tragic.
Although this is the Demon Domain, and the Demon Palace with the most and strongest demons, but under the attack of Zhengdao with all his strength, he is gradually at a disadvantage. The subordinates around Zong Jun are all anxious, and some even show fear. state, pondering to escape.
Only Zong Jun stood on the gate of the magic palace, watching all this indifferently, neither caring about the seemingly bad situation now, nor the deaths of those subordinates.
Ye Ming watched the countless people die like this, and felt helpless in his heart.
Those Taoist cultivators were smashed, and they were about to attack the city gate. The magic cultivators were finally in a hurry. If even the magic palace was breached, they would not be able to escape death. At this moment, Zong Jun raised the corner of his lips and said coldly: "Open the door!"
The demon beside him was stunned for a moment, looked at Zong Jun with disbelief, and said, "Your Highness, what did you say?"
This was the first time he questioned Zong Jun's order.
Zong Jun turned his eyes and looked at him mercilessly and coldly: "Open the door."
The demon cultivator was trembling all over. He opened the door and let those Dao cultivators in. He would die, but if he didn't open the door, the lord would kill him now. How could he dare to ask the lord to order a third time... In the light of calcium carbide, he finally gritted his teeth. Open the gates!
Those Taoist cultivators didn't expect the city gate to suddenly open wide, and they rushed in without reacting at all!
Zong Jun saw them coming in, still standing there motionless, looking into the distance with a cold smile.
Just when the Daoist cultivators were overjoyed and the demon cultivators were desperate, a large group of cultivators appeared in the back with flying magic weapons. Their servants were dressed in all kinds of strange clothes. The magic weapons were mostly sea spirits.
The waves are rolling, the momentum is monstrous.
The monks in the sea were surrounded by a huge hollow flying treasure made of white shells, like a small palace. A handsome man in white clothes and white hair sat leisurely inside, holding a white jade cup with his slender fingers. Discuss for yourself.
He felt that someone was looking at him again, raised his head slightly, his narrow phoenix eyes crossed thousands of miles, met Zong Jun's line of sight, and showed a faint smile.
Ye Yin, who dominates the sea area, has long been eyeing the vast land of the Immortal Cloud Realm, but he knows that if he acts rashly, he may arouse the crazy resistance of those who are righteous.
Ye Yin slept for ten thousand years before he finally got his body and was reborn. He made plans and then thought about it later.
As a thorn in the eyes of those who are righteous, he tried to join forces with Zong Jun many years ago, but unfortunately Zong Jun has never agreed and ignored it. It seems that he has no interest in dominating the world.
Zong Jun's temperament is surly and ruthless, and he is impeccable, and there is no way for Yin Yin to do anything. It was not until this time that the Zhengdao sect joined forces to deal with Zong Jun, and Zong Jun finally asked him to take action.
The two joined forces to slaughter these orthodox sects that were almost full of masters! When the time comes, I will break through those mountain gates one by one, and I am afraid that these monks will not be able to submit to myself? Ye Yin had even thought about how to divide up the resources of the Immortal Cloud Realm with Zong Jun.
Even if he does everything he can, he will prove the great way again!
The appearance of Ye Yin suddenly reversed the situation. Those cultivators of the right way entered the magic palace and encountered a powerful attack from the formation and magic cultivators. The Tianhai Palace blocked the way, and finally realized that they and others had fallen into a trap.
I didn't expect that the sea palace was so far away that day, and it could sneak in quietly! This devil turned out to be well prepared!
Ye Ming did not expect the situation to change so quickly, and his eyes showed shock.
Zong Jun smiled softly, put Ye Ming next to him, looked at the chaotic battle situation below, and finally reached a harmony with his fingers, a black long sword appeared in his hand, and the appearance of the magic sword made everyone feel like a boulder pressing down. in mind.
People realized that this terrifying Demon Venerable was finally going to shoot himself!
Zong Jun rolled his eyes, looked in the direction of the disciples of the Xuanguang Sect, and smiled at Ye Ming: "Wait for me to fetch their heads and come to see you."
With that said, swing your sword down!
No one can be Zong Jun's place of unity. Wherever he went, those Taoist monks fled for their lives like lost dogs, so they soon arrived in front of those Xuanguang Sect disciples!
Master Yuan Ming's deadline is approaching. For the sake of Zongmen and Zhengdao, he personally led his disciples to come. He thought he could rescue his disciples and cut off this devil. Who would have thought that it would be a chess move and fall into such a situation!
He didn't want his disciples to be killed, and as the sect master, he took the initiative to greet him! Resist Zong Jun personally!
Zong Jun didn't have the slightest affection for the Master Yuan Ming, he sneered and burst out with spiritual energy, and the powerful force actually forced the Master Yuan Ming to retreat!
Those disciples of the Xuanguang Sect looked at their strongest sect master, and Venerable Yuan Ming, who had lived like a god for thousands of years, was not the opponent of this devil, and his eyes were even more desperate.
Ye Ming looked at everything in front of him.
[Ye Ming: The people I've been waiting for have finally arrived, it's time to show your face.]
[888: Oh.]
[Ye Ming: But I have a kidney deficiency recently, brother, please help me... Make my face look more beautiful. flattering jpg]
[888:…]
In order to avoid being attacked by noise... 888 felt that it was a compromise.
Zong Jun's eyes are cold, and his moves are merciless! He really wanted to take Master Yuanming's life with his own hands!
Ye Ming came back to life. He didn't expect to see his master. He went up the mountain at the age of five, and master taught him how to practice. Even his biological father, he was not as close to him as master, and he was also his only surviving relative... How can I see with my own eyes? kill
Could it be that he survived because he wanted to watch his loved ones die under Zong Jun's sword
There was a look of determination in his eyes, driving the remaining spiritual power in his body, and suddenly Yu Jian came out! At the critical moment, he stood in front of Zong Jun! He would rather die than see it all again!
I don't want to let this go wrong again!
How could Zong Jun let Ye Ming die? The tip of his sword deflected sharply, but the sharp aura still swept across Ye Ming's face, the silver mask cracked silently, and fell to the ground in two pieces!
Zong Jun didn't continue to move, just looked at him with extremely cold eyes, his eyes were as dark as night.
Everyone noticed that the monk in white clothes and silver mask was brought out by Zong Jun, who seemed to be the one who was very fond of Demon Venerable, but they didn't think that the monk would suddenly appear to save Master Yuan Ming, and would rather stand in front of Demon Venerable. And the Demon Venerable didn't kill him, but stopped moving!
The moment the mask shattered, everyone could see his face clearly.
Those who don't know him are amazed in their hearts, such a fairy-like person, even in the fairy cloud world of monks everywhere, it is difficult to see the existence of such a cold and bright moon.
And those who knew him were all shocked.
Isn't this Bai Qianhong from three thousand years ago? He... is still alive? !
Master Yuan Ming fixedly looked at Ye Ming, and on his old face, a pair of eyes showed disbelief and nostalgia.
And Ye Yin, who was thousands of miles away, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the monk in white standing in the sky, and squeezed the white jade cup with his fingers.
Heh... That funny little guy is still alive.